The starkness of your light laid bare the changes to our life. Daddy was now away several days of the week and it took us a few weeks to get used to. Overwhelmed myself with work we felt the dark and the cold. We raced into the festive season that you bring and welcomed with open arms the break.
Your short days and dark afternoons challenged us. We had to think differently about our time together. It opened our eyes to how much our wee man had grown. There he was using his imagination, as an artist, master cutter,a story teller, a music maker, the baker man.
The big fat raindrops that you brought us have only made us braver. Whenever he could he would be seen zooming on his smart red bike. Jumping higher, splashing harder. Then one day we discovered snow, to throw, to build and well suddenly you did not seem so stark and grey and bad.
It will always be with you that my wee man marks another year. A time to push new boundaries sometimes for the better sometimes for the worse. You give us that time to find a new balance. Slowly your days grow longer again and you make way for something new and fresh.
What can I say Winter you are the season that makes us stronger.